Feeling a little battered

June 2013

I'm feeling a little battered and bruised today.  Last night was the memorial service for my former fiance.  It was a lovely celebration, with good music (mostly me - but, hey, I work cheap), funny "Bob" stories and wonderful memories.  His sister put together a picture montage that ran during the whole service.  She mentioned how empowering it was to be able to edit his life. Funny.

This has been a difficult time for me - more than I expected.  He was my former fiance.  We broke up last fall.  But his family understands why and still embrace me as part of their clan.  They know that his depression was escalating and I just couldn't watch him AND my Dad disappear at the same time.  I couldn't love him enough for both of us.

So the whirlwind is over.  My fingers are appropriately sore from the seldom used guitar strings.  As far as my Medifast program?  Well, honestly? I don't really care.  I did my best most of the time.  But today is, again, a new day.  I do appreciate this program, but I am not a fanatic.  Fanatics, in most any arena, irritate the hell out of me. Regardless, I will continue on.  Breakfast is done.  I will take my shower and get the dog out for his walk.  My meals are planned for the day.  And I have a nap scheduled for later.  Kindness is the order of the day.

Be well, my friends.  Love each other. Let kindness be the order or your day.